tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-263699402018-03-07T08:00:20.303+08:00Passing Showersa passing cloudhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13619108984097941955noreply@blogger.comBlogger109125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26369940.post-20996972742607906822007-11-20T17:24:00.000+08:002007-11-20T17:36:57.334+08:00The Fonts have Won Me Over (Goodbye, Blogger)Starting today, I will be moving my blogging base to thefabulist.wordpress.com. Wordpress blogs have snagged my heart in the past (particularly their header fonts), and yesterday, I gave up trying to modify a Wordpress-template-for-Blogger template for The Real Thing. So please bookmark / RSS / graffiti the new site and visit often, because it already feels more homely than this one.a passing cloudhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13619108984097941955noreply@blogger.com16tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26369940.post-51465208651367521042007-11-17T21:53:00.000+08:002007-11-18T03:16:49.324+08:00BERSIH / BeingsLast weekend, yellow was the colour on everyone's lips. I'd forgotten about the Bersih rally until my sis called and said it was jammed everywhere; did I want a lift to church for worship practice? Then she proceeded to tell me about her colleague who was on the KTM Komuter and noticed that it was filled with makcik-makcik and pakcik-pakcik who looked like they were going for a picnic, what with a passing cloudhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13619108984097941955noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26369940.post-4324125508132497192007-10-26T00:21:00.000+08:002007-10-26T03:38:03.296+08:00Wayang Kata / (And we thought we were poets)I'm not exactly a poetry kind of person, though I will say I was born under a corny star, inheriting that rare superpower to plague almost any earthling to submission with the most corny rhyme. Said in time. Worth a dime. How sublime.Feel the power yet? :DAnyway, yesterday I tried expanding my appreciation for poetry by attending Wayang Kata at No Black Tie. A friend was amongst six poets a passing cloudhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13619108984097941955noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26369940.post-47675646878476263652007-10-15T16:21:00.000+08:002007-10-15T17:28:40.576+08:00Existentialism and reasons for insomniaI'm aliveIn case you were wondering if I had joined a caravan of singing beatniks or if the aliens had finally overcome the gravity pull to suck me into their space craft (in which case let it be known that I was the first Malaysian astronaut, not Dr SMS), no such luck. I'm alive, busy as usual, procrastinating like mad, and playing too many Scrabulous games on Facebook. Came back from Phuket a a passing cloudhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13619108984097941955noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26369940.post-4947059711067007742007-09-26T01:57:00.000+08:002007-10-15T17:40:47.415+08:00KL / Sepuluh Tahun Sebelum MerdekaI don't like KL. It's filthy, chaotic, and littered with shady characters acting as if they own the place. After sundown, it gets worse. The high-pitched sounds of traffic are replaced by dark desires that rumble in low decibels. The emancipated man at the bus-stop becomes a drug addict in need of fast cash; the shifty-eyed man sweeping floors becomes a sex-starved maniac whose wife is a a passing cloudhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13619108984097941955noreply@blogger.com10tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26369940.post-83588811327959102052007-09-22T01:18:00.000+08:002007-09-22T01:49:37.582+08:00Buku MukaI'll tell you a secret. I'm addicted to Facebook. Since my boss (older than me by at least a decade) mentioned in a meeting that he's on Facebook, I figured I should succumb to the hype and jump on the bandwagon, y'know. Can't be seen as a non-nerd—not while I work in a tech/web company!On a slightly more noble note, I am actually interested in web culture and social trends. So Facebook fits in a passing cloudhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13619108984097941955noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26369940.post-13130657857112163852007-09-22T00:48:00.000+08:002007-09-26T04:44:44.759+08:00Sickensore / Lab RatsTwo paper cuts and one sore throat mark the end of a week cooped up in a very small, very white and very cold research facility in downtown KL. For company, I had a sick research partner, loads of A3 paper, marker pens, a videocam, ciplak Post-it Notes (not from 3M), a one-way mirror and 25 strangers who came and went out a little richer. My colleague poisoned the air with her germs and took it a passing cloudhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13619108984097941955noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26369940.post-9749530900167786202007-09-11T23:41:00.000+08:002007-09-12T01:41:27.665+08:00Of Language and SexI've been conducting some Top Secret Research in KL for the past two days. This week's schedule ends tomorrow, but the whole of next week is all about shaking hands and disinfecting them with unadulterated brainpower alone, while doing my best to listen attentively.Since Central Market was en route home, I decided to drop in on some KataGender arts installation thingy and a forum on 'Youth a passing cloudhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13619108984097941955noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26369940.post-25760592710805687202007-09-02T05:21:00.000+08:002007-09-02T05:23:03.807+08:00Post No. 100 (+1)Wow! I just realised the previous post was post no. 100. I am a certified blogger now! (By my own standards.) Wheee!a passing cloudhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13619108984097941955noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26369940.post-44587666426279074772007-09-02T04:21:00.000+08:002007-09-12T01:41:27.666+08:00Saharadja at Mont Kiara Jazz FestI had been looking forward to the Merdeka gig at No Black Tie, which was meant to be a night of poetry and music featuring the likes of Amir Muhammad, Azmyl Yunor, Pang, Mia Palencia and Isaac Entry. However, when we got there, I realised (i) I was underdressed; (ii) we needed a reservation.Dang dang dang.So, by virtue of being booted out of NBT, a friend and I found ourselves on the road to a passing cloudhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13619108984097941955noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26369940.post-91542919153710063242007-08-31T18:00:00.000+08:002007-08-31T19:13:41.407+08:0031 August, MerdekaJalur Gemilang, Melaka, 2004Happy 50th Merdeka!!!A strangely silent pause.Just what's so happy about it though, I can't tell. I'm sure it's something to do with being free from colonial rule, something-something about being independent, and maybe a lot about not having to sip tea daintily all day (but hey, guess what our national drink is). Don't get me wrong, I'm no deviant, but I am somewhat a passing cloudhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13619108984097941955noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26369940.post-10989633217086877452007-08-28T23:47:00.000+08:002007-09-02T14:58:19.163+08:00Lennie develops on the night of the lunar eclipseThe blank Polaroid lay flat on the table. "Shake it! Shake it!" I said excitedly."No! That's the wrong way," said Rach. "You'll mix all the colours up." Tickled by the cleverness of the sentence in her head, Rach grinned and said, "Let's watch Lennie develop."( |o }===:::At times, the imposing nature of age—that always increasing, never decreasing number—gets the better of me. Almost. It is as a passing cloudhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13619108984097941955noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26369940.post-37579388929558999032007-08-12T21:43:00.000+08:002007-08-12T21:59:45.590+08:00Fried Green TomatoesLast weekend's Pay Less Books sale saw me scavenging for cheap reads. In less than an hour, I'd rounded up 7 books. The first to be devoured was Fannie Flagg's Fried Green Tomatoes at the Whistle Stop Cafe. My verdict: I love it! It's funny, lovable and you feel an affinity for the characters. Here's one of the funniest chapters, regarding a character called Evelyn, a woman facing a passing cloudhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13619108984097941955noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26369940.post-40540195029210601512007-08-06T01:25:00.000+08:002007-09-02T14:57:37.217+08:00GoneToday, I understood a bit of what a monkey, squirrel, bird, panda, tiger, fern, crawler experiences when it loses its hideout to men in chainsaws and tractors. You feel bare. You feel like you could run for a thousand miles with your little heart churning out blood and fear, yet still end up in the jaws of a well-camouflaged croc or at the end of a shotgun. You dart for cover, but to your a passing cloudhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13619108984097941955noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26369940.post-84470617496774527052007-08-03T02:53:00.000+08:002007-08-03T03:08:05.768+08:00Neighbours Pt II (Wildlife edition)A fly sticking around before the rainA cat imitating a punk headbanger after the rain (click to zoom)a passing cloudhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13619108984097941955noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26369940.post-67516691605392905362007-08-02T11:23:00.000+08:002007-08-02T23:30:41.267+08:00Rabbit vs. GrandmaRabbits are territorial, and so are grandmothers. If you lived in my house, you'd soon realise that the toilet downstairs is akin to a battlefield where a silent but tense power struggle is waged out every day between rabbit and grandma. The former loves to dash in for a quick poo if no one's looking; the latter tries to clampdown on such loose behaviour by constructing an elaborate rabbit-proof a passing cloudhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13619108984097941955noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26369940.post-67491048892739073352007-08-02T01:52:00.000+08:002007-08-02T02:54:17.069+08:00NeighboursOne rainy Saturday a few weeks ago, I decided to document my neighbours. I must admit, I've never spoken to any of them. My family used to trade New Year cookies for Raya ones with the neighbour on the right, but that tradition dissipated into a mere childhood memory when the 'datuk' from next door passed away.The neighbours on the rightAn old Chinese lady used to live on our left, but a few a passing cloudhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13619108984097941955noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26369940.post-6555424290090441752007-08-01T01:35:00.000+08:002007-08-01T02:06:57.759+08:00Andy McKee playing 'Drifting'I stumbled into the arms of an amazing fingerstyle guitarist today. No, not Tommy Emmanuel. StumbleUpon, that nifty surfing tool, introduced me to Andy McKee playing a song he wrote called 'Drifting'. I immediately forwarded it to my guitar buddies online, and soon, an oasis of sorts (saliva, actually) had formed on our keyboards.Stuff like this inspires me to want to pick up fingerstyle guitar. a passing cloudhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13619108984097941955noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26369940.post-58014231479427293592007-07-27T01:43:00.000+08:002007-08-01T02:07:23.992+08:00Mating seasonI have spotted an opportunity for baby bunnies to exist. I have seen the flashing neon sign, alternating between "Single & Available" and two hearts overlapping as one. I smell sweet love in the air.The two suitors don't know it yet, but I have *evil* plans. Recently, I found out that a colleague of mine has a rabbit, and not just a rabbit, a female rabbit! And not just a female rabbit, a FEMALE a passing cloudhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13619108984097941955noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26369940.post-56735240016162881012007-07-27T00:34:00.001+08:002007-07-27T02:47:11.973+08:00Janice is back! But where are the housemates?"lol", 2001Janice, a good friend who used to hang with me in Canberra, is back in Singapore after spending some time in the States dancing and making coffee and going for Bible classes. Wheeeee! If you didn't know, Janice is a professionally trained psychologist who prefers working in a cafe and trying out new recipes. She's a good person to talk to, and one of the handful who can stand shopping a passing cloudhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13619108984097941955noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26369940.post-88016292411559425162007-07-23T03:05:00.000+08:002007-07-27T02:49:15.713+08:003a.m. in a living room on Foch RoadI'm on the last leg of my Singapore trip. The guys are already asleep--William felt sick after walking in the drizzle with me and Cheok didn't have a weekend. He's been working non-stop on a pitch, and tomorrow it's yet another day at work, except that he has a shoot tomorrow, which sounds slightly more relaxed. I would say I'm so glad to be out of advertising, but I just checked my new office a passing cloudhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13619108984097941955noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26369940.post-19110043881151956222007-07-22T01:16:00.000+08:002007-09-12T01:45:21.532+08:00Singapore Pt. IISingapore is a fine city. In both senses of the word. It's my second visit to Singapore in a year, which makes that a personal record. One day I imagine I might work here, since I know more than five people and therefore shouldn't feel completely lonely, and also because it's a fine city. If you earned the same amount as you did in that country up its border (where I currently reside), all you'd a passing cloudhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13619108984097941955noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26369940.post-2485442771183235382007-07-18T01:28:00.000+08:002007-08-01T02:07:43.774+08:00Lump is cute, but have you seen him wet?When wet, my rabbit looks like a rat.(This is for those of you who have only seen pictures that depict him as this outrageously cute fluff ball. He IS, but he can also look pretty scrawny. Tee-hee. These were taken at least a year ago, maybe two.)a passing cloudhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13619108984097941955noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26369940.post-60528614184417412662007-07-09T22:03:00.000+08:002007-07-11T23:47:46.188+08:00Anson & Alex do their thangMore fluke shots from Ai Mei and Terence's wedding. Here we have Anson on rhythm guitar and Alex on congas. Motion is natural—my PhotoShop skills ain't that advanced. :)a passing cloudhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13619108984097941955noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26369940.post-23678564274128176902007-07-07T04:27:00.001+08:002007-07-09T21:07:19.703+08:00Focusa passing cloudhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13619108984097941955noreply@blogger.com0